#MySexySaturday – HELLfired, Sexy Gay Paranormal Romance


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Cliff Blood is just trying to do his job. But the sexy US Marshal with fire in his eyes is making things really…hard.

Bloodhound shifter Cliff Blood is a bounty hunter with a unique ability to sniff out the bad guy. He only wants to survive on Earth long enough to return to his home planet of Eninac. But when Cliff’s boss is implicated in a bonding scam, Cliff nearly gets burned trying to run interference with sexy Deputy US Marshal Falen Scott. And Marshal Scott has his own secrets — along with a fiery attraction that Cliff is trying his best not to share.

4.5 Nymphs from Literary Nymphs Reviews Only! 

“…the second book in the Blood-Hound series. The exceptionally enjoyable short story plot is packed with plenty of action, a mystery and some very interesting characters. Falen and Cliff’s shared intimacies along with their investigative skills make them an invincible team.” 

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His stomach twisted in shock when he opened the door to find Marshal Scott standing there looking yummy and unrumpled, despite the late — or early — hour. “Marshal. Unless you’re here to arrest me, this is going to have to wait until tomorrow.”

Falen stepped forward, forcing Cliff back. “Then I guess you’re under arrest.”

Cliff sighed, stepping out of the way to allow the tall, auburn-haired god to enter. Exhausted though he was, Cliff didn’t miss the delectable view as Scott passed by, either coming or going. Marshal Scott might be a consummate jerk, but the man had a first-class ass and a truly stupendous pair of pecs.

Cliff licked his lips, feeling his weariness slide away. Closing the door, he stepped into the marshal’s space in a deliberate attempt to unnerve him. “Can I get you a beer or something?”

Scott’s shoulders stiffened noticeably. There was a pulse of tense silence between them as the other man’s heated gaze slipped down Cliff’s damp chest to the towel he held around his hips. Cliff thought Scott might have made a small sound of pain as he took in Cliff’s “fresh from the shower” condition.

To Cliff’s surprise, Scott shook his head and reached for Cliff, dragging him close. “No beer. But I’ll definitely take the something.”

Falen’s lips captured his, and Cliff’s world tilted dangerously. The marshal’s soft mouth moved insistently on Cliff’s, his tongue pressing for entrance. Cliff resisted for a fraction of a second, realizing the complications a relationship between them would create, but it had been months since he’d wanted another man, and he wasn’t in the mood to be reasonable. He opened his lips and welcomed Falen’s hot tongue in to dance with his. The other man tasted of liquid courage in the form of a really good Scotch.

 

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Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1121469118?ean=2940151548908 

Kobo Books: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/hellfired

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Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/528282

 

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Monday Musings – Shit’s Gettin’ Real Now!


We knew we shouldn’t do it. we told ourselves not to get cocky. But we did it anyway. Every day of dry ground, warm temps and sunshine was like an extra french fry in the bag…a thirteenth brownie in the box…a gift from the weather gods. Alas, just when we thought we had this icy thing called “Winter” licked, it whipped around and bit us right in the ass.

So, old man Winter…day after day of ridiculously frigid temps and snow up to my knees isn’t enough? No trash pickup for days didn’t do it for you? Kids out of school for weeks isn’t torture enough? Dogs piddling in the house rather than face your icy, menacing breath? You didn’t think that was enough torture? No. Now I hear you’re extending the abuse for several more days. Well…I’ve had it. I’m done. I’m just not going to participate anymore. As of right now, it’s Spring.

I don’t see your snowy beard or feel your icy breath. You are green and warm and little birdies are singing.

You can’t break me.

I’ll just dive right into the delusions that help me make a living.

So there.

Shit’s real now, isn’t it?  Yeah, I see you quaking in your boots. But those boots are dry, dammit! And flowers are growing out of them.

Such pretty flowers…

Sigh…

 

Monday Musings – Love Comes in Many Flavors, Each one Worth Tasting


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It’s my tagline, but it’s also true…love comes in many flavors, each one worth tasting. I take pride in representing that mindset within my books, where romance isn’t restricted by gender concerns and my stories celebrate the gift of loving the human being of your choice, not society’s dictates. In that spirit, and in honor of the recent release of two new books, Hoale Lang Syne and FairySmacked, I’m holding a Facebook event today. https://www.facebook.com/events/904055282972271/

Join me and some of the industry’s best LGBT authors for a day of fun, sizzling snippets and great prizes! Discover great new books and visit with a carefully-picked array of talented authors who write Gay romance in a wide range of popular genres. Check out the amazing lineup below:

11:00 – 12:00pm Declan Sands
12:00 – 1:00pm Lia Davis
1:00 – 2:00pm Kindle Alexander
2:00 – 3:00pm V. L. Locey
3:00 – 4:00pm Lucy Felthouse
4:00 – 5:00pm Renee George
5:00 – 6:00pm Taylor Brooks
6:00 – 7:00pm Rose Anderson
7:00 – 8:00pm Jenna Galicki

I hope to see you there!

 

#MySexySaturday FairySmacked by Declan Sands


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Chasing bounties comes natural to a bloodhound shifter. Except when the bounty is a sexy earth fairy with an attitude. 

Bounty Hunter Matthew Blood is a Bloodhound shifter from the planet Eninac. Rum is an earth fairy who left the fairy mound to save some kidnapped fae. When they learn they might be pursuing the same people, they decide to join forces. Unfortunately, Blood soon discovers that fairy dust isn’t the only addictive thing about a fairy!

Love Romances and More

“I absolutely adored this book. It was funny, smoldering hot and kept me on the edge of my seat as I flipped the pages, hoping Rum and Matthew would be able to find the missing fairies. Declan Sands is a talented storyteller who packs a lot in this story but also doesn’t overkill with lots of telling instead of showing. The story flows smoothly, the simmering sexual tension between Matthew and Rum is quite hot and some of the phrases, such as fairy smacked, left me giggling at times. This is a fast paced story that will keep you highly entertained.”

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Matt closed his eyes, laid his head back against the pine needles and waited, holding his breath. The whisper of a touch danced across the head of his shaft, tasting and then flitting away. A darting touch slipped inside the tender slit, teasing.

Matt went rigid with need, clenched in the taut agony of expectation. His breath locked in his lungs. His hands folded into fists. At last, bliss, in the form of a heated mouth and the most exquisite lips, descended over his cock, enveloping it in moist heat. The lips gripped him like a firm hand, slipping over his rigid flesh with a lubricated touch that eased and glided.

He forced himself to breathe. Slipping his hands into the silk of the other man’s hair, he held him in place, moaning his encouragement.

His cock thickened, grew impossibly hard, his balls tucking up beneath it, so full they hurt. His release built and tensed beneath his skin, his muscles tightening. His nipples tingled. His chest stilled. Light burst behind his lids as emotion turned to physical sensation and rolled him.

 

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Declan Sands writes romantic paranormal/fantasy and mystery/suspense, creating stories that celebrate the joy of love in all its forms. Known for writing great characters, snappy dialogue, and unique and exhilarating stories, Declan is the award-winning author of 50+ books and has been writing for over a decade under several noms de plume.

 

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Tuesday Taste – Hoale Lang Syne


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It’s HERE!

In with the new and out with the old? Sometimes new things come with old vendettas.

A deadly game of cat and mouse has made Adam realize someone sees him as the cheese. And that same someone is setting a trap that could put an end to Adam’s love life issues…once and for all.

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“Stalked? From one box on your porch you jump right to stalked?” He stepped closer and Adam’s body tilted incrementally toward his, reveling in his delicious heat. “Tell me the rest.”

“It isn’t…”

“Adam!”

“Good god, you’re pushy,” Adam groused.

For the first time since he’d arrived on Dirk’s doorstep, his ex-lover appeared on the verge of a smile. “Just tell me the whole story and I won’t have to keep insisting.”

Sighing, Adam lifted his hands in surrender. “Somebody kissed me on New Year’s eve…”

The tender beginnings of Dirk’s smile vanished. “Is that why you broke it off with me?”

“No. Oh god, no. I’m sorry, Dirk. It’s just not that simple.”

“Please! Stop telling me you’re sorry. We’re both sorry.” He flung a hand toward Maddy. “She’s sorry. Walter’s sorry. The whole fucking world is fucking sorry that we broke up. But that doesn’t change the fact that I feel like I’ve been hit by a fucking train, Adam. It doesn’t change the fact that my stomach is so twisted in knots that I can’t eat, I can barely swallow, and forget sleep…” He stopped, his whole body trembling.

Adam lifted a hand in Dirk’s direction and then let it fall, unwilling to touch him for fear if he did there’d be no going back. He’d just pull Dirk into his arms and never let him go again. “I’m so…”

“Oh god, Adam!”

 

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#MySexySaturday Hoale Lang Syne – January 23, 2015!


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In with the new and out with the old? Sometimes new things come with old vendettas.

A deadly game of cat and mouse has made Adam realize someone sees him as the cheese. And that same someone is setting a trap that could put an end to Adam’s love life issues…once and for all.

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Music throbbed on the air like an audible sex act…no doubt tightening the sexual core of every living being in the place. A giant disco ball spun in dizzying circles high above the dance floor, sending fractured silver light around the room like elusive confetti.

It was a night filled with the promise of tomorrow. An evening taut with sensual innuendo. And as midnight pounded nearer with each bass beat of the music, lovers pressed ever closer, their lips a breath away in readiness for the intersection of one year with another. The moments sparkled with expectation…throbbed with promise.

And he was outside it all…lonely…immensely sad…and feeling aggressive in his aloneness. Still, he anticipated the new year like everybody else, determined to make the changes necessary to get what he wanted…needed…in his life. He viewed it as his pivot point. It was the moment when he got his life in order. And he was willing to do whatever it took to make the pivot happen.

Anything at all.

His gaze slipped toward the long, padded benches along the wall. To the figure standing just beyond the spray of silver light. He watched as the lean, muscular form straightened away from the wall, the dark head lifting to observe the swirling silver globe in anticipation of its descent.

He stared, licking suddenly dry lips. He was so close to happiness. All he needed to do was reach for it. And he was determined that he would make that reach. He was thirty seconds from embracing his destiny.

With that thought pulsing inside his mind, he pushed away from the bar and stalked toward the lone figure on the edges of the festivities, shoving a path through the mindless masses to get to him. The man he loved more than life itself.

His future.

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Sneak Preview – Hoale Lang Syne – January 2015!


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In with the new and out with the old? Sometimes new things come with old vendettas.

A deadly game of cat and mouse has made Adam realize someone sees him as the cheese. And that same someone is setting a trap that could put an end to Adam’s love life issues…once and for all.

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Adam Hoale stood on the edges of the party, his gaze sweeping over the jumbled mass of humanity gyrating and jockeying for position as Midnight approached. The temperature in the trendy club had risen steadily as bodies continued to pack into the place, and the music did its best to seduce them all into degenerate behavior.

He sipped an icy beer and wished he could share the moment with the love of his life. But Dirk Williams wasn’t there. And if he were he wouldn’t indulge in a very public embrace with Adam. It was just the way it was. He told himself he was growing accustomed to it…that he no longer missed the public affirmation of their feelings. Except the regret still managed to hit him in brief, rare moments like the one he was living.

A strident shriek had him lifting his gaze toward the dance floor, where Mink, his realtor and longtime best friend, danced wildly in circles with his slender arms lifted over his head. The light from the swirling globe strobed across Mink’s spiky blond hair, turning it to platinum before drifting away to caress its way over the man Mink was dancing with. Mink’s newest boy toy was truly delectable, with a square jaw, bright red hair cut military short and blue eyes that sparkled when he looked at Mink. A quiet, introspective man, Delf Morden grinned widely at Mink’s antics, seemingly amused as always by the fun-loving realtor’s joie de vivre.

Shaking his head, Adam sipped his beer. The cold, wheaty brew slid soothingly down his throat, cooling him from the inside out. His gaze searched for his other friends, finding Maddy not too far away from Mink and Delf, in a clutch with her girlfriend, Rosalita. The lovers swayed to a tune all their own. Watching them, Adam experienced a quick surge of envy that he drown in another sip of his beer.

The music stopped suddenly and the crowd cheered as the DJ leaned into the microphone. “It’s time, folks. One minute until we start the countdown.”

The crowd shifted, roiled, as lovers and hopeful lovers moved within kissing distance. Adam felt a keen sense of discomfort, realizing in that moment that it had been a mistake for him to come. He stepped back into the shadows and settled his beer on a nearby table.

His gaze slid toward the door, a distant beacon beyond a mass of shifting humanity. As the DJ started the countdown and the globe swirling over the dance floor began its slow descent, Adam made a snap decision and started toward the door. It was slow going and panic blossomed in Adam’s chest, making his heart pound.

What if he didn’t make it out in time? What if he were stuck there? Alone and conspicuous?

He pushed closer to the wall, realizing the crush was less on the perimeter. The door was still twenty feet away when the DJ yelled out “Happy New Year!”

The crowd repeated the declaration as the globe dropped the final inches, the sound booming off the walls and reverberating against Adam’s ears.

The silver light died at the same moment the strobes high above their heads winked out and the room went pitch dark and silent in the same moment. Adam had the briefest second to think about the fact that he stood alone in the dark, surrounded by lovers, before a strong hand wrapped around his forearm and yanked him against a broad chest.

“I love you, Adam.” The husky whisper sent warm breath sifting across his face and Adam shivered delightfully on the words. A steely pair of arms enclosed him as a soft pair of lips found his unerringly in the dark. Adam’s heart swelled. He pressed against the familiar form, his hands sliding down to cup a firm and deliciously round pair of buttocks. His tongue slipped between the phantom lips caressing his, dancing against a tongue that had a sweet minty taste he recognized all too well.

Way too soon the kiss ended and something long and thin was pushed into his hand. Quick pain made him gasp and lift his finger to his lips, sucking salty blood from the wound.

Stay tuned!